I'll Have My Way With You, Frankie

Frankie was a doughboy, playing tambourine
Looked like he’d been doin' time
Always very cheerful, a dimple in his chin
A trademark crocodile smile
All of a sudden he was everybody’s friend
Among those with money to spend
And he’d come to me being all sugar in my face
Sugar in my face and la--ugh
Come to me being all sugar in my face
Sugar in my face and la--ugh
I’ll have my way with you, Frankie
I’ll have my way with you, Frankie
I’ll have my way with you, «Frankie boy»
Frankie was a crooner, a karaoke king